My big bad boy ready to go

Confusion runs supreme as each entity I encounter tells me a different story of what needs to happen so I can register my motorcycle.  All the while my big bad boy sits idle.  On top of that the really cool brake rotors I bought in Houston are suffering flaking chrome so I have warranty discussions going on as well.

Finally I get clear direction of what needs to happen because I went to a different inspection place.  I know what needs to happen and I can see the finish of this ordeal and I want the inspection to be completed with the most of awesome brakes so the flaking chrome brake rotors stay on.  Yes my big bad boy passes inspection with flying colors...it is my baby and absolutely perfect.  Paperwork complete!!!  Brake rotors come off to send back for warranty work and the full aftermarket exhaust goes on for the superbike sound!!!  

Penny heads down to the department of motor vehicles equivalent up here in Canada and secures a new plate.  Yeah baby...my big bad boy is ready to rape and pillage as any wild beast should do on occasion.  Nothing like the raw feeling that only Kawasakis provide.  Yes I still have some altitude jetting to do but I think I just need a needle height adjustment (one clip lowering of the needle) and all is good.  Because of all of the dynomometer runs I've done my jetting is pretty close so this 3500 feet altitude is an easy fix to make it right.  

Soon those awesome brake rotors will be returned so the stock stuff gets replaced and my big bad boy will be all better again.  Life is good.

Wiley Coyote

We were walking Hannah the other night near our house along the fence line of a cemetery.  I had the ball flinger and was flinging for all that I was worth and Hannah was running because it was fun.  She loves chasing the ball in some ways like a lab.  Normally when we do this an intermission is required to evacuate the bowels to lighten the load, making her really fast and then she noticed hares in the cemetery.  It was evening so the light wasn't bright but more than enough, so call it dusk.  The hares weren't happy with her but at the same time not concerned since there was a fence between them.

Hannah is a pretty smart dog so she took off on an adventure of the hare.  Down to the end and around the fence and then a bee-line for the hares.  Nearing, nearing...closing speed is huge and the grouping of hares takes off...in all directions.  Hannah is confused and suffers computer lock as she decides which  one to go after.

Dog control module...radars locked, course correction and turbo boost...this hare is mine!  Not sure what I'll do with it but it is mine!

Hare control module...I have dog lock, kick in the hyper-thrust and I'm off.

1.5 seconds later what has happened?  Hare out of frame and Hannah searching for what happened.  Running circles around the head stones in search of the scent.   Where did it go?  It will be mine if I can find it.

All of this right in front of me.  Not sure how I continued to stand since I was LMAO (laughing my ass off)!!!  So I jump the fence (dogs not allowed in cemetery) to go get that dog still running in circles.  It was a good night and we had happy dog since she was a tired dog.  Kind of like Wiley Coyote and the road runner.